The Inquisitor's Conjurer Mr.

"Something strange must have climbed out of the window last night!"

"Damn it, you dare to play tricks on me, if I catch him, I will never let him go!"

After the drunk cat teacher woke up last night, he pressed the swelling on his head and yelled at Natsume.

"...The teacher was drunk last night, and he kowtowed to the head."

Natsume looked helplessly at the cat teacher who was waving the spoon, and whispered, "I didn't see anything last night except for a drunk cat!"

"That's because Natsume is completely asleep," the cat teacher growled at him dissatisfied, turned to look at Xing and asked, "Xing girl, what I said is true!"

"That..." Xing thought for a few seconds, and panicked without changing his face, "It's a long-haired cat!"

"I saw the cat jump off the ledge," she added.

"Absolutely! The fur should be white!"

Something seemed to flash through his mind, and Mr. Cat agreed with certainty, "It's too disgusting to play a sneak attack!"

It sucked on the udon noodles and said indignantly.

"In that case, it's just cats fighting." Natsume said casually.

you do not say!

A softer smile appeared on Yuki's face than before.

"Idiot, I'm not a cat!"

"By the way, don't talk loudly while eating!" Natsume wiped the saliva sprayed on his face by Mr. Cat in distaste, and held down the cat's round body with one hand, showing a nuclear look in his eyes, "Teacher Cat is messing around again If you go down, I won’t take you out next time.”

This threat was very effective. Mr. Cat moaned and chirped a few words, which made him calm down a lot.

Xing glanced at the kitchen, seeing that Mitsutada and the others were still busy in it, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thankful that it was the simple Natsume and Teacher Cat who stayed here.

"Any plans for the future?" Xing asked the boy.

"I received a text message from my classmate coming to Tokyo in the morning. I plan to play with my classmate in Tokyo, and then take the Shinkansen back together in the afternoon." The boy replied very obediently.

"Yeah, it's really a good choice to take advantage of the holiday to relax." Xing looked out of the window with a gentle smile on his face, "Today's sunshine is also very good."

"Yes." The boy's eyes followed her, looking out the window together, and his expression was gentle when he spoke: "I'm almost the same

It's time to leave, thank you for your hospitality, Miss Xing. "

"Welcome to come again next time." Xing said.

After all the guests had left, California Qingguang eagerly approached Xing, "Master, have you selected the entourage for Yokohama tomorrow?"

Kiyomitsu looked at Xing with shining eyes, and almost had the words "Choose me, choose me" written on his face.

"Not yet." Xing said with his chin propped up, "But Qingguang has already gone out with me several times. If you continue, Qingguang, you will cause public anger."

For Honmaru's sword Fusangshen, fortunately, the policy of "rain and dew is equal" was adopted.

"Ah—" Qing Guang's face collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"For convenience, I plan to take a short knife out." Xing smiled slightly, "But I haven't decided to take that short knife out yet. I'll ask them for their opinions when I go back tonight."

"Is this enough?" Only take the words of one person.

"No problem, just treat it as a surprise for Mr. Mori."

Xing smiled slyly, "Besides, I am very familiar with the city of Yokohama, so don't worry, everyone."

"Yeah!" California Qingguang nodded, chatting with Xing for a while.

It was almost lunch time, and the dessert house gradually began to gain popularity. Although the shop is located on the street, because it is at the end of the alley, the flow of people is not too much.

Some office workers like to buy a piece of freshly baked bread here, paired with bitter coffee, to kill a short lunch break, and only slowly move away when they are about to go to work, with a look of desolation on their faces.

"A teriyaki burger and a takeaway drink, thank you."

"Okay, what do you want the drink to taste like, sir?"

While speaking, Xing raised his head and looked at the tall man in front of the counter. The man was wearing a well-fitting suit, short blond hair, and green goggles. His face was firm and mature, giving off a regular and rigorous look Feel.

Xing smiled gently at him, and noticed that this gentleman had a similar aura to Wutiao and Knotweed.

Is it a conjurer?

"Coffee is fine," the man replied.

"Please wait a moment." Xing took the teriyaki burger and drink that the customer needed, packed them and handed them to him, showing a gentle smile: "The teriyaki burger is 300 yen, the coffee is 400 yen, the total is [-] yen. "

The man nodded slightly, and took out the money from the interlayer of his suit

While packing, a faint smell of blood wafted into Xing's nose. When the man opened the interlayer of his suit just now, Xing noticed that there was a particularly dark patch on his dark purple shirt.

It's the smell of blood. Is this gentleman hurt?

"Bill, please."

"Are you... all right?" Xing asked hesitantly.

The man adjusted the suit vaguely, and explained blankly: "It's just ketchup."

After that, he handed the money to Xing and left quietly with the bread.

"Walk slowly, welcome to come again next time."

Looking at the back of the gentleman leaving, Xing said gently.

"Buzzing" the phone received a new text message.

"Mr. Gojo: I'm going on a business trip, I'm not happy, Maomao pouts jpg"

"Mr. Gojo: What are you going to do today~"

"Mr. Gojo: Kikufuku who wants to eat and cook! Damn it, business trips are so annoying!"

Even if he is not around, Xing can already imagine the appearance of Gojo Gojo bulging, no different from an elementary school student.

"Yuki: Where are you going on a business trip?"

"Fortunately; it might be redundant, but be careful and don't get hurt."

The gentleman who was suspected of being a conjurer just now was injured!

That level of expression is still unchanged, very powerful!

"Mr. Gojo: It's Kyoto. There's a mother-in-law over there who makes great luck!"

"Mr. Gojo: If I get hurt, will you heal me?"

fraud!

Xing pursed his lips, remembering that Dazai once taught her that Gojo, the man who is known as the strongest spell, can reverse the spell!

"Lucky: Of course!"

Just pretend that you don't know. Next time you meet, if you dare to pretend to be injured to lie to her, then...

Xing thought about it, and couldn't think of any way to deal with Mr. Gojo for the time being. Is it too much to deduct some money?

"Xing: By the way, a gentleman with short blond hair and green goggles came to buy bread just now, and I felt that the gentleman had the same aura as Wu-kun. Could it be someone I know?"

"Mr. Gojo: Go-kun! I like Xing to call me that! The cat holds his face jpg"

Focus on the wrong Oh, Wu Jun! !

"Mr. Gojo: He should be my younger generation Nanami Kento, isn't he super serious?!"

Compared with you, everyone is serious!

Fortunately, I complained in my heart.

"Lucky: That Nanami seems to be injured... since I don't know him, I can't rush to offer to treat him."

"Mr. Gojo: If

If he still has the energy to come to the store to buy bread, it means that the injury is not serious. "

"Mr. Gojo: Besides, injuries are commonplace for conjurers, so don't worry at all, Nanami is quite a resolute man."

"Xing: Yes, Nanami-san looks like a very reliable adult!"

"Mr. Gojo: Me too!"

No you are not.

You are a poor coquettish girl who is not injured yet!

"Mr. Gojo: It's decided. In order to come back soon, I will work hard!"

"Lucky: I'll go to Yokohama tomorrow, maybe stay there for a few days before coming back."

You may not see me when you come back tomorrow.

The author has something to say: Chinese New Year is too busy! !I can only stay up late and write like this, and I will go to Wenye's home in the next chapter: (>_<)